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Modern Drunkard
Our friend Frans is a famous university professor in Germany. He has a nice website with respectable looking photos of himself on it. I want the public to know the truth about Frans. Nudie pics with livestock soon to follow.
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Octopian
It was one of those “Oh yeah, I’m in a foreign country!” realizations when I came upon a tray of freshly-beheaded yummies of the family Mollusca in a dingy neighborhood supermarket. This store is far enough from Jusco to avoid being consumed this year, and stocks enough weird shit, like beheaded octopuses, to perhaps attract hardcore Japanese gourmands for many years to come. I can only quote X-clan: “Yuck. Brother J says YUCK.”
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Sandpaper AKA Japanese Toilet Paper
The backing of a sheet of my favorite Japanese sandpaper. If only I were kidding…
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Just Rike Home
Please enjoy this simple post like it was written by a real, live human being.
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Steady Diet of Work Screeds
Oh yeah, it’s my favorite time of the week, every week: The Friday Work Wind-down Period. This is the period that my employers should take special care not to speak to me or expect me to function in any other mode than Weekend Anticipation Mode. Unfortunately, some stateside clients feel it is necessary to shoot nasty thorns in my high spirits with their Thursday Angst Specials, but there’s a cure for that, son – leave the mail unopened and claim there were “network problems on Friday” when you return to work next week! It’s only fair because I just got the same excuse from the clients themselves! They claim it…
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Salute to the Commissar
This is a shout out to that commie propagandist over at the Politburo Diktat, who seems intent on impaling himself on a whole series of bandwidth spikes! I found a link to my main blog in his blogroll the other day. Thanks, comrade! Oh, I took this crappy photo at another commie friend’s house when I was wasted – it was an invitation to a performance in Osaka, I think. The Ex-Red Army choir. Heh.
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Bargaining Is a Lost Art
As I have explained in the past, I am a terrible gadget junkie. But I’m frugal, in some ways. The main reason I can hardly ever bear to pay top dollar for my toys is that I feel it wasteful since any money I save can be invested… In other toys, of course. I am very proud of being able to find the BEST deals for my expensive buys, be it online or in the bargain carts of back streets in Nipponbashi. I am a merciless bargainer and can invariably get a discount even at stores that “do not practice” bargaining… There are 2 keys here. The first is specific…
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Black Beetle
Taro’s aunt Tatan got all hipster and bought a bubblecar. Cute. But Strange.
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Drum Box
In Taro’s genkan. I think this is the shipping box for a Meinl djembe or other African drum. Not really African since they’re made in Thailand, but in this great age of ameliorization, why be picky?
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Staying Alive
Taken, of course, at Taro’s house. I wouldn’t keep this dreck in my collection. I mean, I bought the Bee Gees and Air Supply separately, thank you! Coincidence of coincidences, this movie was on the tube last night and I was determined to watch as much of is as possible… JT is soooo lucky he did Pulp Fiction because at least Gen Y kids won’t associate him with the CRINGIEST MOVIE EVER MADE.
